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I cower before the ordinary the extraordinary, the effete. and the gorgeous. Cowering is matter of fact heart and tact. I cower before the mighty the Almighty the mammal and the animal cowerinng is a way of life full of rife. We all cower. I cower in front of the altar walk the ways of the Tartar cowering is a way of life. full of rife, full of rife.
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Oct 20, 2015
Oct 20, 2015 at 1:27 PM UTC
I Cower...
I cower before the ordinary the extraordinary, the effete. and the gorgeous. Cowering is matter of fact heart and tact. I cower before the mighty the Almighty the mammal and the animal cowerinng is a way of life full of rife. We all cower. I cower in front of the altar walk the ways of the Tartar cowering is a way of life. full of rife, full of rife.
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Oct 20, 2015
Oct 20, 2015 at 1:27 PM UTC
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